Chapter 871 He personally ordered it, otherwise who would dare?
After a long silence, An Luo put down the newspaper, frowning.

Neither she nor her mother likes to watch TV. Recently, the one arranges flowers every day, and the other researches how to cook, and neither pays attention to the latest newspapers.

seem--

"Uncle He, are all the newspapers these days here with you?"

After saying that, her eyes quickly patrolled the old man's house, and she saw several newspapers on the table.

Just as An Luo was about to walk over, He Xun took her hand: "Let me tell you the truth."

"What else happened recently?"

"...Ahem, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. I didn't expect him to be the son of the former president, and he even recognized his ancestors. I was worried that you and Mrs. Lu would be sad when they saw the newspapers, so they hid them. "

Hearing that Lu Zhanyan recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, An Luo was silent for a while, and said: "If this is Ah Yan's choice, then let's respect him."

The old man was surprised and asked: "You know?! Then Mrs. Lu...?"

"My mother knows too."

It turned out that what I did these days was completely unnecessary, He Xun sighed.

He sat on the chair and said, "Ah Yan has helped us so much, I really don't want to believe that he is the son of the former president, but I think there should be a reason for him to return to the palace, you..."

"Don't worry, Uncle He, I don't hate him. If it wasn't for Ah Yan, I might never be able to leave that cellar for the rest of my life. I'm just afraid of irritating my mother. Now she doesn't want to get involved with the palace family."

"Oh, I can understand, it's just suffering..."

He Xun wanted to talk about her and the current president, but was afraid that An Luo would be sad, so He Xun had no choice but to stop the topic.

As if knowing what he hadn't finished speaking, An Luo remained silent.

I didn't expect that Ah Yan's return to the palace would have such a profound impact on that man. Now that the newspapers and the Internet are speculating about the relationship between the two presidents, he must be under a lot of pressure, right?

Suddenly, An Luo wanted to see him very much. Although he didn't know how to help, at least he could be sure that he was fine.

"Uncle He, you said that if the public opinion continues like this, what impact will it have..."

"You still care about him?"

An Luo narrowed his eyes, revealing a sad expression.

How can it be possible to get back the feelings of a man who has loved for nearly ten years?

Seeing her thoughts, He Xun continued to sigh uncomfortably.

Does he have to talk to Mrs. Lu?
Thinking of this, He Xun said: "Girl, I know you are filial, but Uncle He doesn't want you to do things that make you regret for life. If you can't let go, don't let it go. Don't make yourself miserable for the sake of helping others."

I understand the mother he is referring to, but can An Luo really be willful with Gong Chenyan regardless of hatred and mother's feelings?

No, she can't do it, I believe it is very difficult for anyone to do it.

"Uncle He, I... let's go first, keep Ah Yan's return to the palace a secret, don't let mother know."

"I know."

After leaving the old man's room, An Luo took out his phone and bit his lip slightly.

Then I started to edit the information: What happened in the newspaper, you and Ah Yan... have a bad relationship?
The black car bound for Lu's house stopped suddenly, Gong Chenyan stared at the words on the phone, seeing that she finally remembered to care about herself, she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.

: Don't believe the media's nonsense.

: When you were in Xincheng before, you were able to make the media in Xincheng dare not to report about you indiscriminately. How come now that you are the president, some media dare to write about you?
Naturally...he personally ordered it, otherwise who would dare? !
(End of this chapter)

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